"Miss, what’s wrong with you?"
"Brother Yan..." Yun Ya chased after him for a long way, the misty rain wetting her long hair, blurring her features. She couldn’t tell if the drops on her face were rain or her sorrowful tears.
Until the car disappeared completely from sight, all that remained in the world was the foggy mist and the omnipresent raining drops. She stood in place, lost and disoriented, her gaze void of focus.
What am I supposed to do with such a long ti?
You are so heartless, so selfish. You walked away casually, leaving alone to guard our mories through this endless ti.
"Miss, your health is already poor, how can you get drenched in the rain?" Aunt Li took off her coat and put it over Yun Ya’s head, turning to say, "Xiao Lan, quickly get an umbrella and a blanket. Hurry up."
Seeing Yun Ya’s pale face and lost expression, Aunt Li felt an intense pain in her heart. She couldn’t help but resent Young Master Yan. How could he just leave like that? What was our miss supposed to do alone?
"Miss, let’s go back. This rain is getting heavier, if you catch a cold it’ll be bad." Aunt Li urged.
Yun Ya stood motionless.
Xiao Lan ran over with clothes and an umbrella. Aunt Li couldn’t help but scold, "Are you stupid? Quickly open the umbrella for the miss."
"Oh, okay." Xiao Lan hurriedly opened the umbrella, holding it above Yun Ya’s head. She was much shorter than Yun Ya, and had to tiptoe to prevent the rain from falling on Yun Ya.
Aunt Li shook out a blanket and wrapped it around Yun Ya. Guiding Yun Ya’s body, she said, "Miss, let’s go back. Young Master Yan will co back to see you in a few days."
Aunt Li didn’t know that Yan Song wouldn’t return for a long ti. She simply thought that when Mayor Yan was reassigned to the Capital City, Yan Song went with his parents to the Capital City. Even though they were now in different places, with modern transportation, they could et anyti. Although a long-distance relationship was tough, in the face of love, it was nothing.
Yun Ya murmured, "No, he won’t..."
"What won’t happen?" The rain grew heavier, and Aunt Li couldn’t hear what she said.
At this mont, a tall figure with an umbrella walked over. Aunt Li was about to speak when the figure hushed her. Aunt Li and Xiao Lan withdrew silently.
A large, warm hand placed on her shoulder, her body half-leaning into a warm embrace. Yun Ya turned her head in a daze, her blurred vision revealing a young boy’s handso and gentle face. His thin lips moved silently; the rain was too loud to hear, but she could see.
[Yaya, let’s go back]
Yun Ya burst into tears, burying herself in his arms, "Miaomiao, I’m just a little scared. I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on alone."
Indeed, Yan Song taught her to love, but he also taught her to be weak.
Yun Miao gently patted her shoulder, offering silent comfort.
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Getting soaked in the rain, Yun Ya predictably fell ill. She had a fever of 39 degrees; her body was always this fragile.
Though Ji Die was afraid, she still cared for her deeply since she had watched her grow up, and she stayed by her side without taking off her clothes. Miaomiao also remained by her side the whole ti.
Yun Ya looked out the window; the weather was still gloomy, and the light rain continued to fall.
"What ti is it?" Her voice was hoarse, like dry earth.
Ji Die wiped the sweat off her forehead with a towel. "It’s past six. If you sweat it out, you’ll be over most of the cold. Little miss, what would you like to eat tonight? I’ll have the kitchen prepare it."
Yun Ya licked her chapped lips. "I want Aunt Die to make lotus seed paste cake herself."
Ji Die smiled. "Alright, I’ll make it now."
After Ji Die left, Miaomiao stayed by her side. Showing his attentiveness, he poured a cup of water and personally fed Yun Ya. Yun Ya couldn’t help but smile, "Miaomiao, you’ve really grown up. You know how to take care of people now."
Yun Miao grinned brightly.
At that mont, Aunt Li spoke outside the door, "Miss, Mr. Chang sent a batch of bodyguards. Where should I place them?"
Yun Ya forced herself to sit up. "I’ll go down and talk."
"Miss, you’re still sick. Just tell what to do, you need to rest..."
Yun Miao pressed her shoulder, trying to push her back onto the bed. Yun Ya patted his hand lightly and smiled tenderly, "I’m really fine now, don’t worry."
Yun Miao pursed his lips, firmly refusing to let her get out of bed.
Yun Ya sighed, "Miaomiao, I have sothing very important to do right now. Please be obedient, okay?"
Yun Miao looked at her for a mont, took a coat and draped it around her, then helped her up personally.
"My Miaomiao is always the most considerate."
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